Jiang Liu'er heard Qingyun's thoughts and secretly thought that there are still disciples in this world who wish for the death of his sect?
But after thinking about it, these two people seemed to have some resentment towards the mysterious old ghost, otherwise they wouldn't have said this.
"What are your plans next?"
Xiao Luoyi fiddled with the dead branches of the bonfire and it was almost burning to the end. She asked for another one without raising her head, and the dry firewood also burned more intensely after she fiddled with it.
"What other plans can I have? I'll get drunk tonight if I have wine tonight."
"Brother Jiang, don't you drink?"
Qingyun joked.
"This is called drunkenness. Everyone gets drunk. Why don't you take me with you when you two wander around the world? Haha, forget it, I'm used to being alone. I can't help but feel disgusted when I see you two! "
Xiao Luoyi continued to stir up the bonfire and did not ask about Jiang Liu'er's plan. Qingyun also wiped the sword in silence again. He originally wanted to ask Jiang Liu'er whether A Lian went to find Qian Wu and the others, but Some dare not open their mouths.
As the three of them fell silent, Jiang Liuer lay down on his back, resting his head on his arms alone, as if he was admiring the magnificent sea of stars in the Thirty-three Worlds. No one broke the quiet and peaceful night, and for a while, everything was filled with laughter. All silent.
When Qingyun opened his eyes from trance the next day, he found that Jiang Liu'er, whom he had known for only half a day, had left alone.
In the early morning, only Xiao Luoyi was left in the place where the three of them camped. He had stood up and was fiddling with some food expressionlessly, seemingly unaware of his awakening.
In a daze, Qingyun seemed to be still in the moment of confrontation with Jiang Liu'er. The power of comprehensive suppression made him unable to breathe, like a black sword without a blade behind him.
He looked at Xiao Luoyi's cold face with a hint of laziness in some trance. Starlight fell in the hair, reflecting the beautiful brilliance, which seemed to be more dazzling than the rushing waterfall in the mountain.
Qingyun suddenly seemed to understand something and asked softly:
"Brother Jiang is gone?"
Xiao Luoyi had been living without food for a long time, and she had become a little unfamiliar with how to steam and cook food. She answered without raising her head:
"gone."
The voice is indifferent, but pleasant.
"Sister, does he like you?"
I don't know if it was because he just woke up, but Qingyun's voice seemed a little hoarse, which was in sharp contrast to Xiao Luoyi.
"Why do you ask?"
After hearing this question, Xiao Luoyi's hands trembled visibly.
"You know who it is before I even say it? Hey, eldest sister, do you like sissy types?"
Qingyun brushed off the unnecessary dust on his body, and rubbed his chest as if he was heartbroken, with a look of grief and indignation.
Seeing his exaggerated expression and absurd tone, Xiao Luoyi suddenly felt a sense of relief for no reason, and a gorgeous smile bloomed on his face, as if blooming in the cold wind. of wintersweet.
"The little devil is asking for a beating!"
Without saying a word, he threw out the "hidden weapon" in his hand!
The hidden weapon was not very fast, so Qingyun easily caught it with a pinch of his fingers. It was a steamed bun that was still slightly steaming.
"You are murdering your husband!"
Qingyun chuckled and took a bite of the white and tender steamed bun.
In these days with Xiao Luoyi, this is the first time he has eaten food prepared by her, although it is only ready-made dry food.
"Hmph, who promised to marry you?"
Xiao Luoyi hummed twice, moved his steps lightly, took a steamed bun and came to Qingyun's side, and asked again:
"Are you jealous again?"
"Hey, poor young master finally found a sweetheart. When he got older, he just tolerated it and returned a lot of love rivals. That's all. He doesn't care about having one more~ Yo, yo, eldest sister, please forgive me, my ears are about to fall off!"
Xiao Luo was so angry that he twisted his ears. Qingyun hurriedly finished a large steamed bun, then couldn't put it down, took out the black sword, and started the "Excalibur Maintenance Plan" he had set for himself.
Although he had seen how his father cleaned the sword before, he still didn't know anything about the precautions for caring for the treasure, so he simply started with the simplest thing.
At least don't let the pearl become dusty.
"Brother Jiang gave me a good treasure. Just for this reason, I have to give him a fair chance to compete, right? Hehe."
Qingyun stared into Xiao Luoyi's eyes and said seriously.
"You should say this to his face."
Xiao Luoyi understood what Qingyun meant and could hear the sincerity in his words, but she had already given her body and mind to this boy who possessed her, so naturally she did not want any misunderstandings to occur because of feelings, so she continued said:
"Jiang Liuer's life experience, well, is much more miserable than you and me."
"Oh? Can you tell me something?"
Seeing that it was still early, Xiao Luoyi took a bite of the steamed bun gracefully and chewed it for a while before saying:
"I don't know who my father is, but at least I had a mother, even though she was just a prostitute."
After a pause, Xiao Luoyi's mood seemed to slowly drop as he spoke, which made Qingyun hesitate. He didn't know if he had hurt his eldest sister's scar again, but Xiao Luoyi continued:
"Apart from me and Jiang Liu'er, the other two are named Lin Shiyun and Hongchenke. The so-called Four Immortals are just a joke."
Smiling to herself, she explained:
"It's not that I won't tell you, but I've always felt that this title doesn't have a particularly eye-catching halo. It sounds nice, but it's not worth showing off. To be honest, I prefer the sisters in Ninghua Tower now compared to the past. We don’t want to be members of the Juexian Sect.”
"Then you can take me in for a walk when you have time? Hehe!"
"Your ears are itchy again, right?"
"Sister, I was wrong!"
Watching the stars gradually become brighter, Xiao Luoyi handed the steamed bun that he had only eaten a small bite to Qingyun and said in a melodious voice:
"Jiang Liu'er's real name is Jiang Qiuxin. He used to be an actor who was castrated since he was a child. Liu'er is his stage name."
Qingyun looked at Xiao Luoyi in shock when he heard this, and then suddenly understood why Brother Jiang looked at him so strangely before, and even had a hint of envy.
"What? Do you look down on him?"
Qingyun looked at Xiao Luoyi somewhat dullly, not knowing whether to shake his head or nod.
He was not deeply involved in the world, but he had heard some rumors about actors and knew what castration was. He could also feel that for Jiang Liu'er, Xiao Luoyi's words might reveal more than just sympathy. He asked self-consciously:
"Isn't he beautiful? Yes, just like me, if it weren't for being so beautiful, we wouldn't be alive today, let alone be as tall and strong as we are now. It's just that there are a lot of beautiful women. There aren’t many men.”
"sorry."
Qingyun lowered his head silently. He had never been good at words and could only speak a few words.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Luo slowly shook his head, then gently touched the scar under his eye and said:
"You don't have to say sorry, and no one has ever sorry for him or me. I heard from him that his parents died in the war, and he was sold to a theater troupe. His sister's whereabouts are unknown, and Liu'er seems to be his sister's name as well."
Having said this, Xiao Luoyi stopped, and after a while he spoke bitterly again:
"To be honest, I sympathize with him. After all, he has been singing other people's stories in the play, but he sheds his own tears. It feels quite ironic."
The blue clouds are speechless and the starry sky is boundless.
"To tell you the truth, I was raised as an oiran when I was no longer a principal, and then appointed as the core disciple of Ninghua Tower by the master of Juexian Sect. However, Jiang Liuer was not recognized as a guest in the world until he was twenty years old when he came to perform in Ninghua Tower. , the so-called first among the Four Immortal Masters, took a fancy to his qualifications and accepted him as his disciple."
Xiao Luoyi's voice was lonely and boundless.
"Well, I vaguely remember that what he sang at that time seemed to be: Ping Ping curls up for more than thirteen years, and the cardamom shoots are on the head. In early February, the spring breeze is ten miles away on Yunzhou Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. It happened that when I first met him that year, Exactly thirteen years old.”
I don't know whether his memory is fuzzy or he doesn't want to remember. Xiao Luoyi spoke very slowly, and Qingyun listened very carefully. However, looking at the faint jealousy flashing in his eyes, the cold Xiao Luoyi smiled sweetly:
"Don't look at me like that. Jiang Liu'er is not much older than me, and his cultivation level is not the same. In addition, we met in Ninghua Tower, so we are naturally very close. It's really nothing else."
Although Qingyun was very evil when he attacked others, he was always the same as the boy next door, and Xiao Luoyi liked this.
Seeing that although he was still jealous, he also looked a little apologetic after learning about Jiang Liuer's past. Xiao Luo said:
"Now you are finally relieved? Do you feel like you don't have to worry about Mr. Junjiang competing with you anymore?"
Qingyun heard this and said softly:
"No, even if he is not disabled, I will compete fairly with him. I just think he really likes you, it's true."
Xiao Gui's words made Xiao Luoyi's heart suddenly twitch. How could she not know Jiang Liu'er's friendship?
For many months on the willow tree, Jiang Liu'er taught her the familiar tunes over and over again, humming the tune and rubbing her temples together. Xiao Luoyi could no longer remember whether her heart had ever trembled.
But what does this mean?
In the blink of an eye, some things will fade away as soon as they fade away.
I hate the spring and fear that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless falling reds, not to mention that the jade rings and flying swallows are all dust, and how can duckweeds bear fruit without roots?
But if he really had no flaws, would he still fall in love with this bright-eyed young man today?
Like Qingyun, she didn't dare to answer herself because she was also afraid that the answer would be no.
Suddenly, Xiao Luoyi realized that she was the only one who should be apologetic.
"I'll dance with you one day, or we may be destined to do it again in the next life."
Gently caressing the scar left by Qingyun under the corner of her eye, Xiao Luoyi quietly passed away the tears left by her eyes.
As Jiang Liuer said, she has chosen her own path.
After being silent for a long time, Xiao Luoyi finally adjusted his mood and changed the topic and continued:
"As for the Hongchen guest, because she always wears a bamboo hat, I have never seen her true appearance, but I know that she is a woman, and her cultivation is at least in the wind-controlling realm. Because she is familiar with Jiang Liu'er, she once gave her some advice After checking with me once or twice, according to my speculation, she may be the proud disciple or descendant of Juexian Old Ghost, because due to her master’s relationship, Jiang Liuer has a high status in Juexian Sect.”
